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Saturday, January 9, 2010

Cold Blood and Wedding Rings

Well, you're going to get two posts this week about people with their blood running cold out of fear...

For those of you that have been with me since the beginning... you might remember a story from early 2008... the one where I lost my wedding ring for several hours only to find it in the bottom of a box of plastic forks at my office. It was gone for probably 3 hours or so that I knew about... and I remember being so incredibly upset about it being gone.

What happened was that I'd lost so much weight that my ring no longer fit on my ring finger and it slipped off while I was getting a fork. From that day on, I've worn my ring on my middle finger. I should get it re-sized now, but I can't bare to not have it for a week.

So fast forward to today... you know that John has lost 145 pounds since March 2009... and can guess that his ring doesn't fit now either. I've tried to tell him to put it on his middle finger for a while now, but he hasn't done it. Can you guess what happened?

Poor guy, we were sitting here this evening - after a long day of grocery shopping, taking down the Christmas decorations, working on a couple things in the nursery, hanging new items on the walls, making chili, clipping the dog's nails, giving the dogs a bath, and cleaning their ears... oh and don't forget watching two Aggie basketball games... but I digress...

So we're sitting here relaxing, and John looks at me and asks if I can see his wedding ring on the kitchen counter. I couldn't... so we're off on a search and rescue mission all around the house trying to retrace his steps for the day. We searched everywhere we could think - even in some weird places... like food containers. Do you guys know where it was?! At the bottom of the Christmas tree box. We had to pull all of that stuff back out, but thank God we found it!

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Kim

This blog is a look at life through my eyes: a woman trying to lose weight (weight loss surgery and no Trim Healthy Mama), MoyaMoya survivor (2 brain surgeries in summer 2014), infertility survivor, adoptive mother, homeschooler, Christian, and a woman on an amazing spiritual journey. Our incredible journey of faith led us to the adoption of our son in April '10... but also to a miracle pregnancy!

John

My partner in crime... and partner in life. A wonderful husband, provider, support system, and father. Loves Texas A&M football (okay, all sports), The Fightin' Texas Aggie Band, fishing, gardening, cooking, and hanging out with his family.

James

Our son born in April '10, loves getting into everything - climbing - running - and has a great time doing it! James is always on the go and loves to be outside!

Tyler

Our son born in October '10... is also into everything! Tyler loves reading as much as climbing, and would sit most days and read with you all day long. He also loves to snuggle.

Allie

This lazy girl joined our family in 2012. She was an anniversary present for me, when John found her and adopted her. She is extremely patient with the boys, and we get a lot of joy & laughter at her expense.

Dixie

This wild child joined our family in 2013 after losing our Boston Terrier, Missy, at 15 years old. She was a stubborn ball of energy at first, but now she just lays around and snores.